Late at night when sweet cold set assail
They cuddled up through a heavenly sail
And then God says "be" and we became
As we became when our daddies came
Just a droplet into mummy's tomb
She exploded with his blissful bomb
One month, two months, may be up to nine
We troubled her as we swim in our Nile
And then God says, "This is your destiny day"
With reluctance we set sail into a wacky ray
It was blistering cold, with joyful eyes gazing our way
But much more than that it was a day we shall live to pay
From age one, up to sixteen, our bodies starts to shape
With us hard guys looking at babes, albeit trying to gape
We crave to live in heavenly bliss in share finesse and ecstasy
We crave to be loved by our opposites in dreamy joy of fantasy
Just when life’s joyful promises came full bloom
Regardless of age, class, fame or in gloom
God will say once again, “This is your destiny day”
With reluctance we shall dance, this time with hurtful sway
And then we start another life; under God’s light
Where we each will face HIS awesome majestic might
Where we each will account for our wrongs, albeit right
For some of us it is day time; while to some it is good night
In all of this we shall never die; but take a trip to another life
In all of this we shall never die; but take a trip with heavenly wife
In all of this we should be wise; as this life is so much vain
In all of this we should be wise; as this life has no such gain
I treasure the day and the world wide way, I met you all
And I pray to God, when we meet there, may we dance in heavenly hall
But for now take my hands, dance with me, smile with me
But for now take my hands, dance with me, dream to be
Ali Baba Yakubu
http://www.alibyvisions.blogspot.com
26th March 2010
The evolvement and pursuit of requisite vision determines the progress or backwardness of every human dynamics. My mission and passion is to empower my target publics with strategic "holistic visioning" tools for both organizational and personal leadership. I also cherish and adore writing poetry and sharing same. In all, my passion and purpose in life is to add value to the momentum of changing this world to a better place. Feel free to share herein my feelings, insights and visions:
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Monday, May 3, 2010
The Beast Called Man ( A POEM)
Have you ever paused to think of that creature called man?
Have you ever posed to link up with wisdom of Solomon?
Have you ever paused to recognize an idea so uncommon?
Have you felt the need to sometimes sail: on and on and on?
Take this ride with me as we discover the human beast
Who sees himself as though a prince on a jolly daily feast
Who feels no frill to savour the weaklings; to quench his thirst
He is a vampire; with a demonic heart obsessed with selfish quest
You could see him smiling at you: but never deep down
You could see him shining so cool; but he wish you go to drawn
You could see him living with you; but his wish is you leave town
You could see him admiring you; but his wish is you frown
He is a beast called man; who knows not how to tame his flame
He is a beast called man; who knows not he is not but to blame
He is a beast called man; who knows not all humanity is the same
He is a beast called man; who knows not that trust is not a game
I stood still to recall visionary greatness of legends in the days of yore
Who traversed global climes leaving behind timeless inspirational awe
I feel a spasm of tears flowing through my heart; as I recall the masses we owe
I know someday the beasts amongst us will melt in molten volcanic ore
But before the judgment day may we cleanse the beast in all of us
So much so that our greed pours out from our hearts and body pus
May we be cleansed so much so we sing songs as children in school bus
May we be cleansed with remorseful fears as though facing a galloping horse
As I reminisce the beauty of this universe I feel the fact that hope is not lost
Only but I tremble when I recall the vastness of our selfish lust
This has made us bundled, and doomed to a priceless cost
The time is so apt and ripe to eject the devil from being our host
I reclined on a cliff as I took a ride on the majestic wings of the Almighty
I looked at the vastness of this earth and felt awe on its beauty
I can’t help but shiver on the power of HIS heavenly majesty
I now have to urge you to kill the beast in you to douse the devils fantasy
Ali Baba Yakubu
12th April 2010
To Share My Poetic Thoughts and Articles Check Out My Blog:
alibyvisions.blogspot.com (google search)
Have you ever posed to link up with wisdom of Solomon?
Have you ever paused to recognize an idea so uncommon?
Have you felt the need to sometimes sail: on and on and on?
Take this ride with me as we discover the human beast
Who sees himself as though a prince on a jolly daily feast
Who feels no frill to savour the weaklings; to quench his thirst
He is a vampire; with a demonic heart obsessed with selfish quest
You could see him smiling at you: but never deep down
You could see him shining so cool; but he wish you go to drawn
You could see him living with you; but his wish is you leave town
You could see him admiring you; but his wish is you frown
He is a beast called man; who knows not how to tame his flame
He is a beast called man; who knows not he is not but to blame
He is a beast called man; who knows not all humanity is the same
He is a beast called man; who knows not that trust is not a game
I stood still to recall visionary greatness of legends in the days of yore
Who traversed global climes leaving behind timeless inspirational awe
I feel a spasm of tears flowing through my heart; as I recall the masses we owe
I know someday the beasts amongst us will melt in molten volcanic ore
But before the judgment day may we cleanse the beast in all of us
So much so that our greed pours out from our hearts and body pus
May we be cleansed so much so we sing songs as children in school bus
May we be cleansed with remorseful fears as though facing a galloping horse
As I reminisce the beauty of this universe I feel the fact that hope is not lost
Only but I tremble when I recall the vastness of our selfish lust
This has made us bundled, and doomed to a priceless cost
The time is so apt and ripe to eject the devil from being our host
I reclined on a cliff as I took a ride on the majestic wings of the Almighty
I looked at the vastness of this earth and felt awe on its beauty
I can’t help but shiver on the power of HIS heavenly majesty
I now have to urge you to kill the beast in you to douse the devils fantasy
Ali Baba Yakubu
12th April 2010
To Share My Poetic Thoughts and Articles Check Out My Blog:
alibyvisions.blogspot.com (google search)
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